kik - tracob
"i'm, you're...we're not," he stammers staring at the elder boy's lips, he was trying his hardest to convince himself he didn't want to kiss him, but god damn when he took that lip between his teeth he wanted nothing more but to do exactly that.
"what troye? spit it out," he smirks knowing exactly what troye was going to say.
"gay," he breathes out, the word silent on his tongue so only jacob could hear.
(tracob texting fic)